LOGINTyrone That was all it took to go from the life I used to have… to the one I had fought like hell to earn back.And I would fight for it again if I had to.Every single time.“Dad! Dad! Mommy! Mommy!”Ayila’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts as she jumped up and down next to me, her little hands
Tyrone I stood at the edge of the auditorium, my hands shoved deep into the pockets of my jacket, trying to keep them from shaking. My heart was beating harder than it ever had in any fight, any battle, any patrol I had ever done. And that was saying something, because I’d faced death more times th
“I don’t know how you do it,” I said softly, watching them. “She’s… she’s so full of life. So… fearless.”Tyron glanced at me, smiling gently. “She is. And she’s lucky. Because she has two people who… who would fight the world for her.”My chest tightened. I wanted to believe that, to feel safe with
WinterThe morning light spilled through the tall windows of my aunt and uncle’s mansion, painting the polished floors with gold streaks. I sat at the small breakfast nook with a steaming mug of coffee in my hands, listening to the soft sounds of Ayila’s tiny laughter echoing from the living room.T
Tyrone I know,” I whispered, the weight of my confession pressing down. “I know I failed you. I know I can’t take back what I did. I can’t… I can’t undo the deaths, the betrayal, the pain I caused. But I swear to you..every day since then, I’ve been trying. Trying to rebuild… trying to be worthy of
Tyrone The mansion was quiet except for the hum of the city outside. I stood in the doorway of the living room, hands fisted at my sides, heart hammering so hard I thought it would shatter my ribs. She was sitting on the edge of the sofa, her legs crossed, arms folded, eyes distant...watching the s
That night, I barely sleep.The Oracle's words echo through my head like a haunting melody—one that won’t let go no matter how hard I try to shut it out."There is a greater danger that awaits you, my daughter—the promise of the Moon Goddess..."I toss and turn, tangled in my sheets, my heart poundi
The Oracle’s words still sat heavy on my chest like a stone I couldn’t shake off.I stood at my bedroom window again, staring out at the forest, arms wrapped around myself like that could somehow quiet the noise in my head.The trees swayed with the wind. Somewhere in the distance, a bird chirped.N
Winter’s POVI knelt beside my father, my chest heaving, hands trembling as I pressed them against the open wound across his side. His dark fur was slick with blood, his breathing shallow but steady. My heart twisted painfully in my chest. I could barely hear anything beyond the roar of my pulse in
WinterI jolted awake.Heart pounding. Skin clammy.It wasn’t a dream this time. No lightning, no howling, no shadows chasing me through the woods.Just this… deep, bone-deep dread I couldn’t shake.I stumbled out of bed, throwing on a hoodie over my tank top and slipping into sweatpants. My bare fe







